[to Mark] I can see it all now, this is gonna be just like last summer. You fell in love with that girl at the Fotomat, you bought forty dollars worth of ****in' film, and you never even talked to her. You don't even own a camera.

Mr. Hand: Where is Jeff Spicoli? I saw him earlier today, near the first floor bathrooms, is he still on campus? Anyone?[Desmond raises hand]Mr. Hand: Yes, Desmond?Desmond: I saw him outside, near the food machines.Mr. Hand: How long ago?Desmond: Right before class.Mr. Hand: All right. Bring him in.[Desmond exits]Mr. Hand: What is this fascination with truancy? What is it that gets inside of your heads? There are some teachers at this school who look the other way at truants. It's a little game you both play. They pretend they don't see you, and you pretend you don't ditch! Now, in the end, who pays the price? YOU!